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"Yes." I bend down and plant my mouth near her ear. "Enjoyed being with you today, Mila."
She giggles and tilts her head into my lips. "Me too."
My palms skim over the curves of her hips and she shudders as I press my lips to her cheek.
She grips my shoulders and melts into me. We fit good together. I said I wouldn't do it. But I'm gonna do it because I can't waste a minute with this girl. I press my lips to hers and she whimpers. She tastes like ice cream. No. She tastes like gelato. Finer than ice cream. Her soft lips move against mine and draw me in. She's like heaven.
Her fingertips skim down my back and stop at the top of my ass. I want her hands on me everywhere and I want this spandex off her skin. I tug at the fabric of her top, and she opens her mouth to invite my tongue in. Kissing Mila in the salty air of the beach has to be one of the best things I've ever had in my life.
My fingers find the top of her pants and skim under the waistband. We can't do it here and damn I forgot about her legs. The bruises. I can't take this any farther. Slowly, I close my mouth and draw away from her. She keeps her eyes closed and her chin tilted up. It's hard as hell to do, but I step back and break the connection between our skin.
"See you day after tomorrow."
She stands motionless for a second with her arms out as I walk away. I left her wanting more. I left me wanting more. I walk back to my truck and she gets in her Jetta. I have to force my dick to calm down. We start our vehicles and drive away to our separate worlds. I'm heading to an old part of the Bronx, and she's headed to her summer estate in the Hamptons.
For a brief time today, our worlds mixed. I'm not sure how far we can push the limits with her family. She's only here for a week, and then she'll go back to her Manhattan penthouse. At least for today, I had her.
Chapter 10 The Lighthouse
After another grueling bike ride and run, we're on the playground cooling down. "I still want to see you swim."
She's back to that again. Time to distract her.
"C'mon." I tap on the monkey bar over her head. She reaches up and I spot her through a pull up.
She drops down and laughs. "I can't even do one pull up."
I grip the bar and bust out fifteen of them fast and hard with varying hand grips.
Her mouth drops open, and her eyes are glued to my biceps. "Show off."
I climb the pole and sit on the bar like a monkey. "This is my thing. Swimming is not." I jump off and catch the bar in a dead hang then pull my knees up and through into a backwards somersault, dropping and landing on my feet.
She laughs. "You are incredibly strong. You should go on Round Table Gauntlet."
I wipe the sand from my hands. "Did I tell you about that?"
"About the Round Table show? No. Why?"
"I've always considered trying out for that competition. I train like I'm going on it. I think I could win it."
"You should do it."
"Nah." I shake my head. "I use it for training motivation, but it's just a dream."
"Weren't you the one who told me to go after what I want?"
"Yeah." I look away because she caught me with my own words.
"You should do it. No doubt." Her eyes lock on a black BMW moving slowly past Henry's truck. "That looks like Donnie's car."
Her hands shake and her gaze darts around. "Oh no." She touches her head like she's reaching for her cap, which she took off after our run.
"Let's go." I grab her hand and take off sprinting around the dune. We're laughing the whole time as we run a mile to an old abandoned lighthouse. "In here." I pull away the board blocking the door and bring her up inside it. The heat makes the lighthouse smell stuffy and dusty.
She climbs up onto a ledge and peeks out the tiny square window as her chest heaves with her heavy breaths.
"You think he saw us?" she asks me.
